Just leave.

Nils grunted to acknowledge the words of the other sailors standing at the trough, shook the last drops off his cock and put it away, securing the top of his breeches. He turned around and left the little room, entering the back hall of the tavern, when he ran smack into a woman in a hurry.

The impact was enough to stagger him. He raised his hands, which found their way around her shoulders. He looked into her eyes, startled at her sudden appearance in front of him. She met his gaze easily.

"Hic!" he squeaked, as his fit of hiccoughs made its presence known.

She smiled, darted her head forward and kissed him hard and tight on his mouth. Her own arms went around the back of his head, holding him close.

Nils was startled to have a woman's lips and hands on him so suddenly. He felt his ears burn with the heat of a blush. His heart pounded and his breath came short.